Cool Alien
by Mike Reedy
Copyright 2003-2012
Cool alien. Cool alien
Walkin’ down the street on his four feet
Lookin’ for your leader
There’s no one that he doesn’t greet
He’s talking to a parking meter
He came to Earth to fulfill
His extraterrestrial dreams
He wants to host a talk show
And wear button-fly blue jeans
He’s a cool alien. Cool alien
He talks like a camel on steroids
But he sings like Diana Ross
He looks like a mutated iguana
And he dresses like The Boss
He’s not here to hurt anyone
He just wants a position
And if NBC won’t take his show
He could always be a politician
‘Cause he’s a cool alien. Cool alien
You might think he’s ugly
He’s really Don Johnson reborn
He’s the future’s calendar stud-viking
Just give him a hat with horns
So if you see him strolling
Just give him a nod or a wave
If we’re ever at war with Uranus
There’s only one way to be saved
And that’s the cool alien. Cool alien. Cool alien